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Chapter 1235 wait

The endless true energy, clamped with the breath of the true phoenix, erupted surging towards the Batian Yuth Thunder in front of him.

There was only a loud bang.

She actually discovered that the power of Feng Ming's palm suddenly disappeared without a trace after a brief stalemate with the power of lightning.

"Not good!" Feng Ling'er panicked, lightly pressed her feet and immediately faded toward her side. After being stunned by Tiannan Mountain, she also quickly fled.

Afterwards, all the seats in the guest seat were shattered by the power of lightning, and even the residue was left, completely wiped out.

When I saw that there was a bottomless gully cut out on the ground, which was extremely long and extended directly from the competition platform to the main hall gate.

"No way, will the main hall of my Tianhuo Mansion be cut off?" Tiannanshan's expression was extremely shocked.

Fortunately, this main hall is the remains of the Demon God Palace. When the power of this sword extended to the main hall, a strange magic power suddenly burst out. After touching the formation, a protective cover was formed.

After a hundred breaths, the power of the Batian Thunder Slash was exhausted by the protective cover. In the end, the main hall was only shattered by a few pieces of rubble and was preserved.

This made Tiannan Mountain breathe a sigh of relief.

The other heads and elders fell aside from each other and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

"This, how did this happen!"

"Although the Golden Dan Realm is powerful, it is impossible to use such a powerful sword."

"Yes, what kind of monster is this Lynch? I seemed to have seen the power of heavenly thunder just now. If this sword falls on it, the consequences will be unimaginable."

At this point, the heads and elders of these people were actually a sense of fear and absurdity in their lives after the disaster.

Most of them have the early stages of the Golden Pill cultivation and are quite mature in all aspects. However, now they have to avoid the tricks of a young cultivator, and they are still so embarrassed.

There is no need to say much about the practitioners in the audience.

They couldn't even say anything surprised. There were a few timid practitioners who had pants wet and were actually scared to pee.

But fortunately, this sword was not slashed towards them, otherwise they would definitely not be able to avoid this sword with their realm and skills.

"Ye Xiaochen!"

Suddenly, a panic sound rang.

However, Ye Fengkuang, the head of the Beidou Sword Sect, shouted out in a flash.

Under this terrifying sword, how could Ye Xiaochen resist again? Ye Fengkuang only felt his heart beating and faintly felt that his disciple Ye Xiaochen was about to fall here.

After the dust dissipates.

Two figures finally appeared on the competition stage.

One of them was Lynch, his chest was constantly rising and falling, gasping.

With this sword, Lynch had already used all his true energy, and now his body was completely drained and he had no more strength.

But he still stood, like straight bamboo joints, tenacious.

On the other hand, Ye Xiaochen was already kneeling on one knee and stuck on the ground with the Chixiao Sword. His clothes were extremely torn, like a beggar on the roadside.

The blood from the corners of his mouth kept ticking on the ground.

"I, I..." Ye Xiaochen wanted to say something, but he still felt unwilling to accept his failure, as if he couldn't believe his failure. However, before he finished speaking, his body tilted and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Ye Feng could no longer help it. He jumped to Ye Xiaochen. After checking his injuries, his face turned dark and he hurriedly took out the pill and fed it to Ye Xiaochen.

"Defeated?"

"Ye Xiaochen is really defeated!"

"I can't believe it, I really can't believe it, it's so shocking!"

Everything seems to be obvious now.

Ye Xiaochen fell to the ground and completely lost his ability to fight, which means that Lynch won the victory.

"How terrifying is this sword? Look at the gullies on the ground..." Several practitioners flashed over and came to the edge of the gullies that were cut out. After squatting down and checking carefully, they felt that there seemed to be a breath still there, so they carefully reached out, hoping to find a secret from it and understand it.

"Don't touch it!" Tiannanshan exclaimed.

It was just one step late. When these practitioners encountered the charred gully on the ground, a residual thunder and lightning suddenly rushed up, shattering the dantians of these practitioners, breaking the meridians all over their bodies, and fainting directly.

Everyone was stunned again.

After Lynch's move to dominate the sky and thunder, the remaining power has not dissipated until now. The horror can be imagined.

Tiannanshan shouted: "Everyone present, please retreat to a safe distance and stay away from this gully."

In fact, it doesn’t take Tiannanshan to say that everyone present also knows that the situation is extremely dangerous now and has long retreated far away.

"Zheng Tian, ​​what should I do now?" Tian Yuanzi looked a little surprised. He didn't expect that the battle between the two would have such great destructive power.

This is a situation that has not happened in any martial arts conference.

Tiannanshan's face also changed, but when he saw Ye Xiaochen was unconscious, Ye Fengkuang was healing his wounds, he couldn't help but sigh and waved, "Announce the result."

Tian Yuanzi hesitated and said, "But, if that's the case, the Demon Cult..."

After saying that, Tiannanshan interrupted: "I know what to do, but in this situation, is there any other way to deceive everyone's eyes besides announcing Lynch's victory?"

Tian Yuanzi was stunned, then nodded and said, "Yes, the leader!"

"Miss Feng, are you okay?" Tiannanshan hurried to Feng Ling'er.

Feng Ling'er looked at Lynch on the field and was still stunned. When Feng Ling'er heard this, she came to her senses.

"It's okay, this cultivator is called Lynch, right?" Feng Ling'er asked with a serious expression.

"Yes, it's Lynch of the Beidou Sword Sect, but I didn't expect that he was hiding so deeply." Tiannanshan said.

"Actually, you are very optimistic about him, right?" Feng Ling'er suddenly remembered that when she first came back, the two had a brief look at each other, so she naturally discovered something from it.

Tiannanshan was stunned for a moment. In fact, he was really optimistic about Lynch.

Because of Lynch's talent potential, it was an unprecedented test stone that could actually allow him to pass on, and there were double visions until it finally exploded.

Unfortunately, when he came back, he learned the news that Lynch possessed the evil sword and practiced the magic skills, and had already left the right path.

Moreover, Lynch also aroused the resentment of the Demon Cult. The leader of the Demon Cult is about to come and wants to launch crazy revenge.

"Miss Feng, I'm going to tell you, I'm optimistic about Lynch, and it's not worth it anymore, because the leader of the Demon Sect has just broken through the Yuanying realm, and may arrive soon and destroy all our cultivation sects." Tiannanshan sighed, with a hurried look in his expression.

"Is there such a thing? Are the people from the Demon Sect very powerful?" Feng Ling'er frowned.

"Miss Feng, I'll tell you the truth..."

Tiannanshan felt that he could not hide it. Only by confessing everything could Feng Ling'er make a decision.

At this time, Tian Yuanzi walked onto the competition stage and announced under the gaze of everyone: "Everyone, this game has ended. The one who won the first place in this martial arts conference and became our new Ranran star is the head of the Yinjian Sect, Lin..."

"Slow down!" Ye Fengkuang suddenly stood up and shouted.
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